Patti Masterman

Bury My Heart - Poem by Patti Masterman

Bury my heart deep in the rose
Midst trailing leaves of hope,
And thorns, do you suppose?
Is there a rose comes without a pang?
Still bravely blooms, though it die once again;
Bares it's solitary heart only when it wanes.
Looks dead through the winters gales,
Beaten down by mid summers hails,
But still comes back to tell the tales:
Yellow for friendship, fast and true,
Pink to admire or say, I thank you.
Red for love and desire, to woo.
Peach is for modesty, yellow for friends
Lilac is loves first sight to append.
White is the flower of light that you send
To the bride, to the humble,
The pure heart you would mend.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 11, 2010

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